This may be just more rubble,
or it may be just more mud,
but I have to move on through it
while the flow is in my blood.
The physical process started July 15, 2015 with this online post, but the concept started years ago, probably when I found my first arrowhead, or first learned of nuclear bombs, but it could have been when I saw my first fairy shrimp:
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This afternoon I'm beginning construction of the "heart" of an earthen sculpture on a hill where a tornado tore open the forest two years ago. The core will house a Webb student's complete 4 year set of notes (every single class - at his request), my master's thesis notes, some special texts, and whatever else shows up that needs to be buried over the next 5 days. The piece has been forming in my mind over the past year, but the construction is nearly spontaneous.
Maybe similar to this; probably not as large, but without human bodies or animal remains.
This will most likely be a non-linear and incomplete documentation, but so far the location is designated and two logs are centered.
